The wound opens Flaming of fire and dust Emptying all your love Feeling the pain set in... The frigid air flusters my bones Chilling me to the core Making the alcohol appear whole... My mind runs...like diahreea out of a new born Stinking the room, Making ppl possibly puke... Sending my heart on a one way ticket to hell
Reason for writing:
i have no idea
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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